Some Days I Just Pray to the God of Sex and Drums and Rock 'n' Roll

Meant to post this...Tuesday night. Then that didn't happen and it's been one thing after another since then.

Man, what a break. I'm so exhausted tonight that it feels like there was very little break this Spring Break, but it easily kicked the ass of every other Spring Break week and most Summer weeks. The obvious congrats are in order, but also, thanks a ton for throwing the party. Sunday night, Maggie's mom was saying that in Poland, weddings are three-day affairs, and I thought "wow, Poland's really cool. We should hook that up over here." Though I stand by that statement (if you bastards are lucky enough and I get married, that's totally in the cards), when I think about it now, this WAS a pretty rockin' three-day party (with a righteous two-day after party), with only a gap during Saturday afternoon for some needed rejuvenation. So thanks for that. Really.

Ben's right though, someone else needs to get married soon.

116-degree heat be damned, this'll be the best two weeks ever.